I am fascinated by those blinking jewels
How can I describe one of the most glorious of God's creation to you? That of course, is my own opinion. However, I feel that most can empathize with me pondering the stars. I may sound like a cheesy person that is only trying to sound intelligent by saying that the stars make me wonder, but they truly do. If you believe it is just a shallow wondering that I experience, it may be true and you are within righits to say that. But I cannot help feel the way I do. Looking up at stars, on a cold Michigan winter, like tonight for example, my eyes are lucky enough to strike light that is millions of years old just for my pleasure and thought. When star gazing, it feels like I am more special than I already am, and believe me, I am special. My psychiatrist told me that several times. When looking up at stars, I see the faces of Galileo, Ptolemy, Capernicus, and Hubble staring right back at me. My chest swells in the pride that I have seen something so magnificent, something so far away it seems unreal. One of the greatest effects of these stars is that it seems that I become more creative, more outgoing as I ponder and prattle on them to you. Being 98% a logical and linear thinker, moments of creativity are like grains of finely shaved diamonds, and the harder I grip them to keep them, the more slip through my fingers. A sad thing really, but that is just how am I. I think that stars were my muse to right this blog, and I hope they will be kind enough to be my muse sometime in the future. If I ever get into a serious relationship with a woman, I will be forced by my own curiosity to take her star gazing with me. If she will not go, than I shall never be alone, for I have my dazzling darlings in the sky to keep me company.
Goodnight, and have a saurekrauty day.
Jay